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Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!

Bertolt Brecht

When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.
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Doe Hurt Scar
You can make a fresh start with your final breath.
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Breaths Finals Fresh Start
Don’t accept the habitual as a natural thing. In times of disorder, of organized confusion, of de-humanized humanity, nothing should seem natural. Nothing should seem impossible to change.
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Confusion Humanity Impossible
I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
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About Country Live Place
The war which is coming Is not the first one. There were Other wars before it. When the last one came to an end There were conquerors and conquered. Among the conquered the common people Starved. Among the conquerors The common people starved too.
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Lasts People War
What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
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Cheesy Funny Gone Good Morning
We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
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Ground Knows Others Ourselves
Pleasures First look from morning’s window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons
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Book Change Dog Morning
Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
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Happiness Hero Land
Sin is what is new, strong, surprising, strange. The theatre must take an interest in sin if the young are to be able to go there.
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Able Strong Theatre
Who fights may lose, but who does not fight has lost already.
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Already Fighting May
A man who sees another man on the street corner with only a stump for an arm will be so shocked the first time he’ll give him sixpence. But the second time it’ll only be a three penny bit. And if he sees him a third time, he’ll have him cold-bloodedly handed over to the police.
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Giving Men Police Six Street Time
Who does Not Know the Truth, is simply a Fool… Yet who Knows the Truth and Calls it a Lie, is a Criminal.
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Criminals Doe Lying
The more innocent they are, the more they deserve to be shot.
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Deserve Innocent Shots
Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace.
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Peace Storm War Wind
People who understand everything get no stories.
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People Stories Understand

Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!

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